Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He takes great joy in being the best Armorer in town.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born in a small island village. He found a children's book about a Halfling Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Ar-Gul was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 pp. Amber (60 gp). Pink diamond (5000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Sard (40 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His gray fur is still thick. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Smoking fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a green vest and prefers white and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is silver and very short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Engraver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (80 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp).